This list was not put together with an aesthetic in mind for what I deem best in show, but rather attempts to pool together a diverse set of documentaries about artists and their art, hoping that you'll find one worth pursuit.
With a little time to spare before the 6:15 p.m. showing of "Charles Bradley: Soul of America" at the St. Louis International Film Festival at the Tivoli, I sauntered over to Meshuggah Café and ordered a hot chocolate.
In 2010, David Byrne gave a talk at TED about how architecture helped music evolve. Byrne discussed how context and setting shapes music. In a gothic cathedral, for example, the music "doesn't change key, the notes are long, there's almost no rhythm whatsoever, and the room flatters the music. It actually improves it."
Half a century after Bob Dylan's self-titled debut comes the bard's 35th studio album, "Tempest." I've got my tools nearby -- a scotch-taped copy of "Chronicles" for reference, a warm bottle of Empire Sarsaparilla for relief and a tourniquet for no reason at all. We can't stop the blood, so let’s hash this thing out.
If I needed to wake up real quick, I'd put on "Swing Low Sweet Cadillac," or "Umbrella Man" by Dizzy Gillespie. "Hot House" by Charlie Parker was a good record to wake up to. -- Bob Dylan, "Chronicles, Volume 1"
In Part 2 of this exchange of letters, Pokey LaFarge and I correspond about genres, St. Louis bricks, film scores and baseball.
Outside of Euclid Records in the summer of 2011, I was reading the liner notes to "Middle of Everywhere," a new album at the time by Pokey LaFarge and the South City Three.
“…you’re the one that’s been causing all them riots over in vietnam. immediately turns t a bunch of people an says if elected, he’ll have me electrocuted publicly on the next fourth of july. i look around an all these people he’s talking to are carry blowtorches / needless t say, i split fast go back t the nice quiet country…”(2)
Like Bill Maher walking on stage to Real Time music, the introductory song to Adam Carolla's podcast filled the room. With Mike Lynch operating the Macintosh, old man Carolla, in ruffled blue jeans, leisurely strolled to the microphone under a massive projector screen to rehash time-tested tales about Jimmy Kimmel pranks and living in Los Angeles.
Gang of Four originated from Leeds, across the pond some 30 years ago. In the late '70s, the band offered "a danceable solution to the problem of where four-piece guitar bands could go after punk," according to music journalist Paul Lester.